So he’s crawling, right? So we can’t just put him down and expect him to be there when we get back. That won’t fly any more. So it’s fun, but it’s an adjustment.

And I thought I was doing so well. I had to go to the bathroom the other day (it happens), so I put him in his crib where he’d be safe.

I emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later to this:

He could easily have leaned forward and fallen right on out of the crib. He didn’t look like he was going to, so I turned on the mobile and took the above video, but a few seconds later he lost his balance and bonked his head on the railing and fell down crying. (We’re very used to this routine by now.)

I moved the matress to its lowest setting later that day.

(And yes, that’s a Red Wings onesie he’s wearing – go Wings!)